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GIRL IS IN LOVE

“Half in love, right, mom? Half.” Her blonde hair is in the most beautiful high ponytail, her dress dances around her little body. Half-high cowboy boots underneath (she got from her mother) and socks pulled up nicely to the knee. She got that from Pippi. I try to say that maybe with the socks down… But no, it has to be this way and it will be. As she hops over the sidewalk in front of me, I see that there is a heart at the top of the sock. Of course…

The middle girl is in love. Half in love, I mean. With everything that comes with it. Other boys have been whispered to and tell Him. Messages are hidden in drawings and hearts are all over the place. “And mom, if he is also in love with me, I will kiss him and we will be dating.”

“And mom, if he is also in love with me, I will kiss him and we will be dating.”

She told me that last night when I put her to bed and this morning we walked into class together. Suddenly it was yesterday that I was in fourth grade. Next to Jurgen. Our backs against the wall so he could very carefully and without anyone seeing lay his arm behind my back. That feeling where you float between tingles, butterflies, and total fear of death, exactly that I felt again this morning. With retrospective for myself so many years ago at the Princess Margriet School, but especially for my beautiful, unscathed girl. Today she told me that she had said ‘it’. And no, that was not difficult at all. “It’s just four little words, mom. I. Am. in. Love. with. You,” When I asked her if she had received an answer, she said: “I think he said no. But that’s just as well. Because when you are dating, boys always break up earlier than girls. And I don’t think I can handle that.” I’m going to build a little wall around her heart, because there will undoubtedly be a few incredible jerks stomping on it.